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He just stares out the front windshield as he puts the car into drive and pulls us out of the driveway.
“It’s Logan’s and my mother’s,” I answer and smother a grin.
I don’t know why the possibility of him being jealous makes me happy, but it does.
“Who’s Logan?” Casey asks from the backseat.
I glance into the mirror to look at him as I answer. “He’s my stepfather. Chase’s dad.”
Out of the corner of my eyes, I see Emmett’s shoulders visibly relaxing.
“Oh….” Casey drags out as if he’s just figured it all out. “So that’s why Chase was calling you his sister.”
“Yep,” I say and lean back in my seat. “His dad and my mom got married last spring.”
“Cool,” Casey responds, sounding both distracted and bored at the same time.
“Yeah, cool,” Emmett mimics and looks over at me, smirking.
Our gazes meet, and I experience that little jolt that’s beyond unnerving, especially as it settles deep in my belly. This time, though, instead of smiling nervously at him, I simply shake my head and roll my eyes at him.
“What movie are we going to see?” I ask and turn to my window.
Peering through the glass, I pretend to watch the scenery while I’m truly just trying to disengage myself from Emmett and all the confusing feelings he’s stirring inside me.
Emmett begins to tap his fingers against the steering wheel. “There are three choices. The new Avengers movie, the new Spider-Man movie, and the new X-Men movie.”
Three superhero movies, great… I was super-heroed out like a year ago, but I guess those are the only movies that would interest Casey.
Emmett stops tapping his fingers and I
feel the weight of his eyes on me. “Which one do you want to watch?”
Shrugging my shoulders, I find his reflection in the glass. “I’m good with whatever has Chris Hemsworth in it.”
I watch all the humor fade from his face and have to bite my lip to keep from laughing as he growls, “The new Lion King it is.”
“Great,” I say and turn in my seat to face him. “I totally love Mufasa’s voice.”
Emmett’s expression grows darker as I smile at him, then Casey chimes in from the backseat. “But we didn’t get—”
“I know, it’s just a joke, Casey,” Emmett says quickly, cutting him off and shooting him a pointed look.
That pointed look has my spider-sense tingling.
Looking between the two of them, I can’t help but feel like there’s something they know that I don’t.
Casey shrugs his shoulders and plops back against his seat, crossing his arms over his chest. “Just sayin’.”
It’s my turn to arch a brow at Emmett. Is he planning to do something sneaky? After the whole Future Husband thing in my phone, I wouldn’t put it past him.
Avoiding my eyes, Emmett reaches for the dial on the radio. “So, you like classic rock?”
“I guess,” I answer with a frown, not happy that he’s changing the subject.
Emmett finally glances over at me as he comes to a stop at a light, but he only looks at my face for a moment.
His eyes drop down, scanning across my chest. “You guess? You’re not really a Def Leppard fan? I didn’t take you for a poser.”
